Bunny Paws Avenue Pt. 02

Amanda was in shock as she watched her husband being ushered from the booth. Her once domineering, take charge husband looked so cute, innocent, and weak. He reminded her of some of the porn she would rub herself to secretly at night, which caused her tablet to get all messy from being squirted on. The cute boys dressed up like girls being dominated by their wives, mothers, sisters, some sort of female figure.

Ashton on the other hand, was far more feminine. His ass was huge and his face so soft. His body seemed to have just a bit of a jiggle. His chest was flat as a board though, but she could easily imagine him with tits. When the redhead smacked Astons ass, she couldn't help but giggle.

Watching his ass shake and the red handprint form was almost too much to handle. The way he demurely accepted his treatment was just ugh. She felt something twitching between her legs but ignored it. Instead focusing on what mattered now, her cute little Ashton.

That was an off way of thinking, she never thought of her husband as hers. She liked the way it sounded because he belonged to her. His entire life was hers to mold and control. He was hers to form and give function to. Watching her husband, she had thoughts of how he was more her wife now. His curves and the way he handled himself sashing out.

Who knew what would be done to him. Those thoughts given substances in her mind, fueled the fires of her desires. She could feel her body react in ways she never even deemed possible. A burning in her crotch as she felt something strain against her panties and her skirt. The way her nipples throbbed. She wanted to be touched to be played with to be tongued. Her pleasure was the only pleasure that mattered, but before she could lose herself to those sensations. She decided to take a moment to look herself over and as she did, she gasped.

Her bra was in tatters, her breasts massive but didn't sag. She hardly even noticed them hanging off her chest anymore. Their weight was almost inconsequential. Standing there she could feel her muscles. They were far stronger than they had ever been. Moving felt good, felt powerful, she could feel the way her arms flexed by her just moving them. She could feel the cool air of the bakery on her nipples, it tingled and felt refreshing.

Suddenly it dawned on her, she should have been embarrassed. She should have felt ashamed of being topless in the bakery. Instead, she was filled with a sense of rightness since that what she wanted was the only correct answer. There was no right or wrong, there was only her will and what she desired.

Wasting no more time on such silly thoughts as being topless she started to scan over her body once more. Her thighs were equally built up, the muscles looking powerful and defined. She didn't look like a steroid abuser. No, she thought she looked like someone who enjoyed the gym and working out. She had that toned but not over the top look.

Without even thinking she put her hand through her hair gasping, her once long locks were shorter brushing her shoulder. She caught herself wondering if her and Ashton had reversed traits. Had she somehow given him some of her traits and him taken some of hers? The thought was absurd but not without merit.

She finally took a moment to focus on the largest change of them all. The one she had been ignoring up until this point. She could hardly see past her own chest, but she could still make out the tattle bulge in her skirt. Each time she shifted her hips she could feel something rubbing against her pelvis. Letting out another gasp of shocked pleasure. She looked towards the redhead, her voice coming out in a sultry smokey tone. That brokered no room for argument.

"Mirror now" she said, her eyes narrowing as the cute little redhead meeped meekly.

Amanda smiled at the reaction she got, the way the little redheads breathing quickened, and she nodded. That sensation of being in power was nice.

Cherry had no idea that the donut was going to do all that, but there was something about the new powerful woman that caused her to shiver. The way she stood, the way she looked about, all of it was sensory overload. When she spoke Cherry could feel her panties sticking to her little moist mound. The thought of not obeying sent shivers of dreed thought Cherry.

Which was why Cherry was slightly panicked, she couldn't remember where there was a mirror. The thought of letting down this woman filled her with a sense of dread. A woman she hadn't even known hours ago. Then it dawned on her, the kitchen was full of mirrors. She needed to give this woman an orientation of the bakery anyway.

"This way Ma'am" Cherry said meekly walking over and grabbing Amanda's hand and pulling her towards the back.

Amanda looked down at the small hand gripped in hers. The thought of crushing it fleetingly passed through her mind. She would do no such thing of course, but the fact she could. That was a sense of power she never knew. There were a lot of new sensations she felt as she walked behind this cute little redhead. Her eyes darted down watching the way the girl's ass swayed back and forth.

Amanda had never been that into girls; she always felt they were competition, but that had changed. There was something else, something new she felt. She no longer viewed someone like the redhead in front of her as competition. Instead, she viewed her as someone that could bring her pleasure. That could worship her body. Yes this woman was no threat as she pushed through the double doors to the bake of the bakery.

Cherry was breathing hard; she hadn't ever felt this way even when she went through her own transformation then saw Mistress at the boutique. Who not only had gotten her a new outfit but had inflated her already massive assets to even bigger proportions. Cherry could feel the sweat forming on her brow as she tried her best to remember how to do simple things in the presence of this woman.

Delighted was the only word that came to Amanda's mind as she watched the redhead bumble around. She could smell the lust coming off the girl in waves. She had other things on her mind now though. Her eyes scanned the back of the bakery. She could see typical bakery items, prep stations, frying stations, harnesses, and what looked like pumps. Hmm perhaps not everything was like a typical bakery she giggled.

She also noticed there were harnesses on the wall near large bowls and even a prep table that seemed to have a round cut out with a big bowl hovering under it. Then there was the cooking station with multiple ovens, a deep fryer and all sorts of other interesting trinkets and doodads.

Finally she spotted the mirror she came for and without a word she stepped up looking at herself completely for the first time. She was astonished. Her body was amazing. She had a firm flat toned stomach. Her legs looked even better then she could have imagined but the oddest part was the bulge in her skirt. That was simply massive and tenting the fabric.

Amanda wasted no time, as she hooked the edges of the waistband and wiggled it away. Her massive shaft peeking over the modest underwear she chose to wear. The thick and purple tip reminded her of a plum. The simple slit seemed to be oozing a thick musky precum. Amanda couldn't help but smile looking at herself. She loved it; this was everything she wanted and was meant to be.

Deep down she wondered if these were the effects of the donut or if this was simply the effects of the universe correcting a wrong? She didn't mind either way as she looked noticing the outline of two round oranges stuffed in her panties hardly contained by the thin fabric. The thought of stripping those panties off filled her mind. She had a more intimate and much more interesting idea.

"What's your name?" Amanda asked as she walked over to a closet she had noticed before looking through the garments she smiled as she found the perfect one.

Cherry's mouth was slightly gaped as she watched the women walk over to the closet. That thick oozing cock made her mouth water. Her cunt throb, she wanted that thing so bad she wanted it worse than anything she ever saw. She has seen some things since joining the bakery. Then as the woman turned her mind snapped into gear. She was asked a question she needed to answer.

"It's Cherry, ma'am" she said, only slightly stuttering. "What's your umm name, if you don't mind my asking." She stammered and stuttered, obviously nervous.

"Cherry what a lovely name, how does the bakery make such interesting treats hmmm?" Amanda asked as she started to tug down her panties letting that thick slab of meat between her legs dangle free. Her new balls pushed slightly forward by her thick thighs. Hidden from Cherry's view, as Cherry looked at that perfectly sculpted ass.

"Umm we umm we make all sorts of sweets and most of the ingredients are local. I mean we use umm or we will use umm you know... milk from us girls" she whimpered putting her arms under her chest to lift her tits slightly feeling the fabric rub and milk stains to form. Cherry was so turned on she could hardly think.

"Umm when we get more umm dick girls or sissies like your husband." Cherry gasped covering her mouth at what she had just said. She was embarrassed and worried what if this woman didn't like what had become of her husband. Cherry knew the changes were irreversible.

"My husband?" Amanda let the words hang in the air for a moment before continuing "You mean my new wife? He didn't look much like a husband anymore did he" she snickered and winked at Cherry who blushed and nodded back

"No Ma'am he sure didn't."

"Good girl, now continue."

Cherry felt it hit her like a truck loaded with bricks. Her entire body throbbed for attention. She focused on breathing trying to keep herself steady. She watched that sculpted ass in front of her. The panties vanished down the women's thighs. Cherry could just make out the tip hanging between the women's thighs. Thick and dripping splattering on the bakery floor.

"We umm" thinking was becoming harder and harder she thought, feeling a drop of sweat run down her cheek and drip onto her chest. "We umm mix the cum together with fresh milk from the girls or boys. We have ways of making them lactate also."

"Interesting what do you do with all that cum hmmm?" Amanda asked, turning around looking Cherry directly in the eye who looked like she was about to faint.

Cherry gasped getting her first good look at the women. Her mouth started to instantly salivate. Her tongue dropped out from between her lips. She swooned only catching herself on one of the tables. Her head felt light, and her body quivered. This woman was sex poured into a form she thought.

Neither woman knew it but the pheromones and hormones that Amanda was producing would have been enough to turn most into quivering mounds of lust filled jelly.

The fact Cherry was able to still think and answer even basic questions, showed how much she had been changed.

"I umm we mix them into the huge bowls and then we umm" she stopped looking at this woman licking her lips the thought of sucking on that thick purple tip sending another shiver through Cherry's body as she reached down rubbing herself. The friction helping ease some of the tension.

Amanda chuckled, watching Cherry touch herself so lewdly. She was enjoying this so much she felt so horny. She could feel her cock throbbing rising to attention while watching. The thought of burying herself into the girl's warm moist hole filled her with a sense of delight. She needed to focus for now. Amanda would extract all the lust and pleasure she could soon enough.

"Go on touch yourself if it helps you focus" Amanda teased as Cherry blushed rubbing a little harder. The wet stains on the front of her top were getting bigger and bigger.

"We...so we add some powdered sugar to the large bowls."

Smiling and nodding her head, Amanda finally put on the coat she was holding. A baker's coat that covered her shoulders and was completely open in the front. Her thick throbbing hard erect shaft displayed between its slits.

Making her way over to the bags piled in the corner. Bags labeled various things like sugar, flour and powdered sugar. She easily hefted one of the twenty-pound bags with a grunt. Walking over to the bowl that she had noticed that was hanging under the cut out of the table. Her muscles rippled as she tore the top off pouring the powdered sugar into the bowl.

"Like this right?" she looked to Cherry who simply nodded, quivering.

"Then what?" Amanda asked, looking at the girl with an intense glare, her eyes narrowing. She didn't want to be kept waiting and it felt like if she didn't move things along then Cherry would simply make a mess of herself.

Cooing Cherry wondered what it was like to be that bag to be handled so roughly but with such ease. Biting her lip she hardly even registered the words the women had spoken. Wasn't until those eyes glared at her that she focused.

"Oh then we add a teaspoon of that special white powder, normally we would add a teaspoon but it's only needed if the cum is coming from an untransformed source.' She whimpered, the 'Bunny Paws' owners supply us with it to help us get started.' She nodded, feeling her head become even lighter.

"Hmm I guess that does make sense and guessing the equipment around the bakery is then used for filling the donuts and other edibles. That people will change depending on what they have eaten. What was in the donut I ate?" Amanda asked as she stepped closer to Cherry knowing she wasn't going to get much else from the girl.

Cherry shivered, the air becoming almost too thick for her as she focused on the woman. "That was an umm bro nut, so it infused you with male hormones and made you bigger, sort of like one of the bros or a frat boy." She whimpered "We found it was easy enough to get frat boys to donate their cummies to us."

"That does make sense so depending on who/what you mix the cum of depends on the transformation. I am guessing my husband." Amanda giggled "Wife's must have been almost fully female cum. Perhaps your cum Cherry?" Amanda made sure to linger on Cherry's name as she stepped closer. Cherry's face turned a bright red, as she nodded.

"So kinky my dear so kinky, but I think talking and playtime is over don't you. I think I have decided something. I will be working for the Bakery from now on. I always enjoyed baking and cooking. I always enjoyed making donuts and pastries. The thought of making others happy and helping them understand the joys I have had unlocked. That sends a shiver down my spine."

Cherry gasped listening to the words and as the women stepped closer she could feel the heat coming off the women's cock. The shaft radiated. Cherry felt the words in her very core as she nodded. She still didn't know what to call this woman. She was prepared to call her whatever this woman wished.

Amanda reached for Cherry's hand, feeling the girl shiver, smiling at her she pulled her over to the table with the cut out.

Amanda's new personality caused her to take charge over the bakery. "Cherry as your new boss, there are going to be some changes. I don't want to hear a thing out of your mouth." Amanda touched Cherry lips watching Cherry quiver her large chest bouncing slightly. Cherry tongue wrapping around the digit.

"When you are back here in the bakery section. There won't be any more clothing. This body of yours is hairless and much easier to clean than clothing."

Amanda casually reached forward tearing Cherry top from her exposing her wet glistening nipples. The scent of milk filling the air. She reached down and ripped away Cherry's skirt leaving the girl's mound exposed. The panties dripped wet with lust, as they were pulled away also.

"That is much better such a lovely looking body" Amanda cooed pushing Cherry into the opening on the table. Cherry wanted to open her mouth but was quickly silent with a simple glance.

"The other thing is you're going to produce a lot more milk and a lot more cum if you're knocked up. Working in the bakery means you're going to stay pregnant."

She grinned letting that sink in as Cherry whimpered and squirmed. Grabbing Cherry legs she easily helped the girl lift herself up onto the cut out corner.

Cherry could hardly breath, trying to take it all in. She never felt so horny in her entire life. She wanted to give herself to this woman. She wanted to be bred by this woman and filled with so much seed she popped. She wanted to be pregnant. She wondered what it would do to the donuts. What new quirk might it add. She squirmed, biting her lip. Her naked little slit was dripping into the bowl below. It finally dawned on her what was about to happen.

"That is right, I can see it in your eyes you finally get it. There is one more thing though, before we start. I want you to call me Daddy from now on." She smirked, rubbing the thick heavy purple tip against the Cherry warm wet lips. Her precum smearing and mixing with the girls' juices.

That was it for Cherry she couldn't hold back anymore, her little brain simply short circuited at the thought of calling this dominating woman, Daddy. She came and came hard, her juices splashing on Daddy pelvis and dripping down Daddys legs. Into the bowl below. Her juices mixed with the powdered sugar.

Daddy grinned licking her lips guiding the head of her cock to the wet oozing opening. Pressing in just lightly she felt the lips part as she pushed her hips forward. Sinking into the warm wet abyss. Shuddering at having something wrapped around her.

This sensation was like nothing she felt before, no wonder guys liked to fuck so much. There was a raw intimacy to it. The emotions of allowing another control were gone. Replaced with an intimate knowledge of control.

Daddy was giving instead of taking. Standing there her cock throbbing inside that warm sheath. She could feel Cherry heartbeat, she could feel Cherry squirm. She could feel Cherry clamp and struggle with her girth. The sensations were delicious, she thought. She started to pull her shaft from Cherry listening to the whimpers and moans. Thrusting back in feeling her big fat dangling orbs smash into Cherry wet little puckered ass.

"That's it Cherry, just relax, remember your helping make ingredients doing everything you can for the bakery."

Cherry whimpered this was better than anything she had ever done before. She had been with just a few guys. This girl, this girl who wanted to be called Daddy was the best. Her dick so big it practically hurt, but in a good way.

That shaft. Cherry could feel every ridge, every vein, and her body wanted to clamp down to milk that shaft inside her to use it. She wanted to produce so much yummy filling. She wanted to be used as just an ingredient. She wanted the pleasure. Cherry's mind was practically fracturing from pleasure.

Grunting Daddy continued to fuck Cherry. Her precum started to ooze out of Cherry along with Cherry own juice splattering in thick drops into the dry ingredients below. Daddy felt the sweat between her tits and on her brow. Thinking of how much hard work it was to fuck a cute little slut like Cherry.

There was no denying it there was a rightness to what was going on. She continued to plunge in and out. She watched the way Cherry breast jiggled and leaked. She had never been interested in breasts until now.

Reaching down without even thinking she squeezed one of Cherry fat little melons watching as milk rained down from the nipple covering Cherry face and other tit in white. That smelled fantastic.

She couldn't help it. That scent was intoxicating as she decided to taste Cherry. Her tongue greedily lapped at the white cream around Cherry's nipple tasting the salty sweat mixed with the sweetness of milk.